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There are 9 positions in Surya Namaskara and you use 3 of these positions to transition dynamically between the various postures that form the basis of your daily practice. These 3 transition positions called ‘vinyasa’ are Four lImbed Staff (Caturanga Dandasana), Up Dog (Urdhva Mukha Svanasana) and Down Dog (Adho Mukha Svanasana). Because you repeat these 3 positions so many times in a practice part of what leads to ashtanga mastery is to make a careful study of them and this includes clarifying the way you get from one to the other. In this video I give you instructions for going from Up Dog to Down Dog.

You are looking to make a gesture or a complete move that has continuity from start to finish and helps you breathe out more thoroughly and powerfully as you perform the transition. There are two main tips.
1️⃣Initiate the move from your pelvic center. When you come to the peak of Up Dog, pause for a moment, and then make your pelvis the first part of your body to move as you transition to Down Dog. Cultivate a rhythmic, swinging action that comes from your center, and strongly propels your hips back and up. This dynamic pelvic swing move has momentum that causes you to roll over the tops of your feet. This is a very different feeling than flexing your ankles or lifting up your feet to make the transition.
2️⃣Allow your legs to receive the action of your pelvis. When you are in Up Dog, and ready to make your move, keep your legs steady and firm. It is a common mistake to initiate the move by flexing your ankles. Instead remain patient through your legs, ankles and feet and allow the backward thrust of your pelvis to pull your legs up and back. Allow the up and back momentum of your hips to provide the energy for rolling over the tops of your feet. Lastly, once you’re in down dog, it’s a common mistake to step too far forward towards your hands I often recommend that you cut your forward step in half.
Try these tips out and let me know what you discover!

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One of the things that Daenerys haters who have read the books love to say to the show watchers (to convince them to join their ranks I guess?) is that the show version is an “ideolized version” of the character, that the show writers “whorship” her and that in the books she is much worse and it is utterly untrue

The show removed a lot of Daenerys’ kindness, her intelligence and political mind, as well as her emotions. The true Daenerys is softer, sweeter, brighter (without mentioning ten years younger) and her so called “questionable actions” are few in the novels. In fact, the only “questionable” thing I can think of is when she agreed to allow one of her advisors in Meereen to use torture on the only witness/suspect they had following the torture and slaughter of dozens of innocent people. But even that part - which is the darkest moment in Daenerys story - was made worse on the show, where she gave two Masters to be devoured to her dragons.

In the second novel, Daenerys never said the “when my dragons are grown we will lay waste to armies and burn cities to the ground” speech. She wasn’t insisting that the merchants of Qarth have to give her ships, she never locked up Doreah and Xaro Xhoan Daxos in a room to die of starvation, she didn’t plunder the city (not that I have a problem with show Daenerys about it, but she did not do that in the books). Doreah died in the Red Waste in Daenerys’ arms, and she gave her her last water although Doreah was dying and they were in a desert without provisions.

In the third novel, Daenerys didn’t enjoy the sack of Astapor and her quote was not “all men must die but we are not men” but “all men must die, but not for a long while, we may pray.” She really wanted to forgive Jorah despite his betrayal but his behavior towards her is what made her banish him (he was insisting that he did no wrong and that she had to forgive him, and that in front of others) - and even after he was gone, she thought a lot of him and wished for him to find happiness back on his Bear Island.

In the fifth novel, Daenerys is the one who is compromising and navigating in the very complex political situation of Meereen. She is the one trying to negotiate with the former slavers and slaves. She never ordered one of her followers to be decapitated, and she never let her dragons eat the Masters. It is not Drogon who rescued her from the Sons of the Harpy, but she who ran toward him to help him after Hizdahr’s men tried to kill him. She didn’t fly away leaving her friends behind in danger, she and Drogon were the only ones in direct danger and she needed to protect him from harm - besides it was the very first time she rode a dragon and did not know how to control him. 

Book Daenerys loves to hug children, kisses people on the cheeks, smiles and laughs and has a great sense of humor, doesn’t say things like “I am a Queen not a politician” and does not need men around her to restrain her from using dragonfire - it is actually the other way around. Everyone of her advisors in the fifth book wanted her to use dragons to burn her enemies but Daenerys was insisting to negotiate and build peace without using force. 

I love show Dany, but book Daenerys is amazing and anyone who tries to claim that the show version is “overhyped” or “whitewashed” or “idolized” compared to the real, canon version is a liar.

famous quotes for your bujo

 Vincent Van gogh

  •  “In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing.
  • “I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.” 
  • What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?” 


  •   “The beginning is the most important part of the work.
  •  “Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything”
  • “Love is a serious mental disease” 

Jane Austen 

  • “ One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.” 
  • “Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.”
  • “A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” 

Audrey Hepburn 

  • “The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.” 
  • As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.”
  • For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.” 

Bill Gates 

  • If you can’t make it good, at least make it look good.
  • If I’d had some set idea of a finish line, don’t you think I would have crossed it years ago?” 
  • Television is not real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.” 

Alice Paul 

  • There will never be a new world order until women are a part of it.
  • I always feel the movement is a sort of mosaic.
  • When you put your hand to the plow, you can’t put it down until you get to the end of the row.” 


  • Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
  • An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind.” 
  • You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.” 


  • “ Until you’re ready to look foolish, you’ll never have the possibility of being great.
  • If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.
  • Women are the real architects of society.” 

Charles Dickens 

  • The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
  • Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.”
  • A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.” 

Marilyn Monroe 

  • I don’t mind living in a man’s world as long as I can be a woman in it.
  • Give a girl the right pair of shoes and she’ll conquer the world.”
  • It’s better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone - so far.
By Heart [ I ]

Genre [Rating] : Angst

Length: 4.4k

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader

Summary: Getting over him was the most impossible thing in the world because part of you couldn’t believe it was really over.

By Heart Masterlist

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

The hardest part about giving someone else your heart, is that it then belongs to them. Even if things end, they will forever own a piece of you. A piece of the most important part of you, no less. It’s a piece of yourself that you can never get back, not really, not fully.

Six months. One hundred eighty two days. Four thousand three hundred sixty eight hours. That was how long it had been since you felt whole.

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Pregame Personality AU (NDRV3) part 2

Part 1, Part 3

Hey hey ! Here’s finally the part 2 for my Pregame Personality AU ! It’ll be about the murders, the victims and their killer. It’s only going to be about that for the moment, so it only resumes the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th chapters. Here we go !

(WARNING !! : Major spoilers from NDRV3)

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9x09 “Holy Terror”
On the Other Side of the Process

Posted as part of the Series “Of Blood, Bone and Darkness”:
A Carver Era Rewatch Hiatus Meta-Series

I really adored this moment for various reasons. The first one being the mere fact that Castiel, as a human, tries to pray and struggles with the concept and process of it. The second reason I love this moment lies in the silent storytelling and visuals, because the two lamps next to the bed as well as the bed post  continually frame Cas with “wings”, which perfectly underlines the struggle he faces here and that I mentioned already. And third of all the moment he gives up and opts to turn on the tv - because tv has always been sort of a “go to” for Cas (I’ve written about this topic more extensively in these two posts) - serves as an amazing throwback to Cas’ beginnings and “life on earth” as he himself first made contact with Jimmy Novak, a human, through the tv if my memory serves me right.

I think, too, that part of the reason why this episode and this arc is hitting so hard is because it wound up being a really intensely honest portrayal of depression and substance abuse in a livestreamed D&D game. That’s… not something you necessarily expect to be signing up for when you start watching, especially since that particular character arc started off as purely comedic.

Sam has talked about how the whole cast has played the same characters for so many years that they feel a real responsibility to be honest and genuine with their choices, and he’s also said that he feels he owes it to the people he knows who’ve been through this not to take it lightly and to portray it as accurately as he can.

And the thing about that kind of honesty? It really hurts to watch, especially if you’re not sure whether resolution and catharsis are coming anytime soon. I had a rough time getting through 85, because both Scanlan’s lashing-out and understandable-but-unfair attacks on his friends and VM’s well-meaning but just-the-wrong-thing-to-say responses were deeply, personally familiar as the things you hear both from folks who have never been through it and from folks who know exactly where you’re at but whose depression manifested in a different way that happened to catch fewer people in the crossfire (Vax in particular comes to mind there—he was saying the things he needed to hear from a friend back then, which were not the things Scanlan needed to hear in the moment). It hurt because it was raw, because there’s no easy way to put somebody at fault for the conflict, and because the other players were reacting so genuinely with such a familiar combination of betrayal, defensiveness, anger, frustration, and above all hurt and concern.

For me, personally, the episode was cathartic in a strange sort of way, because Scanlan was able to remove himself from the part of his life that was the epicenter of his misery, and he was able to recognize that the only thing that had a chance in hell of pushing him toward recovery was getting to know his daughter as a person rather than as a symbol he couldn’t disappoint (sound familiar to his relationship with Pike?). Sam’s talked and hinted for a while now about how Scanlan’s been putting more and more pressure on himself to be something different since he met Kaylie, and you just know that a lot of Scanlan’s “how could you not recognize there was something wrong with me?” comments were directed toward himself as well as the group.

And to me, the thing that kept the episode from descending into a horrible morass of hurt feelings was the moment when everyone in the argument sort of took a step back and had that realization of “okay, this is a fight, this is a serious fight we’re having, and it’s because we’re family”. Because this show’s always, always emphasized the validity and importance of the family you make, and despite some very serious conflicts that come up between them, the love’s always there and no conflict is flat-out insurmountable. Some conflicts can’t be resolved with constant painstaking conversation, some wounds can’t keep getting exposed to the air if you want them to heal properly, and Scanlan recognized that things were just going to get worse if he didn’t have some time to himself for a while.

So… it’s rough, but one of the biggest strengths of this show is its ability to evoke pathos without wallowing, to find hope and humor and fun even in the worst places imaginable, and this whole mess with Taryon felt like the best possible way to keep that narrative going while still giving the characters agency and treating this thing with the gravity it deserves. It’s going to be challenging, and everyone’s gonna be raw and grieving for a while, but I honestly think the end result’s going to be worlds more positive and hopeful than what would’ve happened had Scanlan stayed on and continued to spiral. If nothing else, I have a whole lotta trust in these players’ devotion to giving their characters development that isn’t just pain for pain’s sake, so I have no doubt that Scanlan will return at some point.

I joked about how great it is that the group can now band together through their dislike for Taryon, but that’s actually really true—the worst part of 85 was the moment when it looked like the rest of the party might fracture over this loss. But in the end, they all sought each other out in ones and twos throughout the night and came back together in the morning. I’m honestly very excited to get to know the new Vox Machina that survives this (and also kind of wants to kick Taryon’s ass).

Change sucks. No question. But this, to me, felt like a change that was necessary but also hopeful. It felt like the only way forward that didn’t end with a body, and that’s something this show and these characters have always put in the effort to find.


PLOT SUMMARY: a multichapter imagine fic where the reader is dustin’s older siblings. follows along directly with the events of season 2. she’s friends with nancy, and drama ensues. over the course of the fic we see how the reader reacts to new challenges and a new romantic interest.  ( inspired by two other imagines that i literally can’t find for the life of me. )

CHAPTER SUMMARY: Steve realized he is an idiot but, he matters. 

PAIRING: SLOWBURN Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WARNING: Swearing and Spoilers



A/N:  Okay, this is one of the only chapters that, after I had finished it I thought there needed to be more. And lemmie tell you - I’m glad I felt this way. This chapter gives you one of my favourite StevexReader moments to date. It just makes me feel all types of ways. Literally the moment I added it, the whole basis for everything just felt right. I’m really excited to see what you guys think. I could have probably cut this chapter into two parts because of the added scene but decided I made you guys wait long enough and already told you there were going to be eleven chapters soooo… enjoy the longest chapter. 

“ Yea, let’s go towards the beings from another dimension. Sure, sounds like a fun, safe thing to do. No danger what so ever. ” You mumbled to yourself and you and Steve led the group of kids back through the train tracks. Steve rolled his eyes and shook his head, with a smile on his face he told you to shut up.

“ If we didn’t come along they would have gone on their own. ”

“ Why? What do they gain from this? Why wouldn’t they just try to avoid the danger and stay safe… and let the professionals handle it. ”

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My Fake boyfriend Part 7

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2273


A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

credits to the gif owner

Originally posted by winterwldow

Bucky gets off of the bench, offering you his hand. You accept gladly smiling at him, but his mind can’t focus on anything now. Would you let him kiss you? Would you be mad at him for asking? Maybe you would just politely decline; he wouldn’t blame you for not being attracted to him.

In the dinner room everybody is already sitting waiting for the two of you, including an old couple that he assumes to be Lucas’ parents and the way they are looking at you leaves him no doubts.

He sits by your side on the table watching as you smile at him and he kisses your hand. It is a small gesture, sure real couples do this all the time but it was also a way for him to say that things were alright between you two.

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Purple Jewels (M) | 02

Word Count: 6,730
Member: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Smut, Supernatural, Fluff & Slight angst

Genie!Jimin ⇢ Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Ongoing

When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help. 


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I am so sick of the “stop giving Jaune focus” bullshit. For one, this character IS A MAIN CHARACTER. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? It means they get character development, and are relevant to the plot. OF WHICH JAUNE IS BOTH. 

Additionally, let’s tally up percent of showtime devoted to Jaune’s character development. I am counting whole EPISODES, not just screentime. This counts individual MOMENTS as ENTIRE EPISODES in counting terms, so I am lending myself as generously to the anti-Jaune argument as possible.

EPISODES WHERE JAUNE GETS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT (at least, at this point in the series):
The Shining Beacon
The First Step
Jaunedice (Pt 1)
Jaunedice (Pt 2)
Forever Fall (Pt 1)
Forever Fall (Pt 2)
Burning the Candle
Dance Dance Infiltration
End of the Beginning
The Next Step
A Much Needed Talk
Welcome to Haven
The More the Merrier

Once again, I credit these ENTIRE EPISODES for even one moment of showing Jaune’s character in a way we haven’t seen before, further nuancing him. This list shows two important pieces of information: If you count parts one and two of Jaunedice and Forever Fall as one episode, the most character development scenes Jaune ever gets in a Volume is only ever shown in four episodes, tops. That means LESS THAN 25% OF VOLUME TWO was spent developing Jaune, the most criticized volume for giving Jaune screentime. 

So, if we include trailers and character shorts, the entire EPISODES that feature moments or scenes that develop Jaune only take up 22.5 PERCENT of the show’s total story screentime. Those are less episodes than the number of World of Remnants and Volume Trailers combined. For even MORE perspective, we surpass the number of episodes Jaune develops where BLAKE develops before we even REACH Volume Four episodes, and HER character development occurs over 35.2% of the show’s current runtime. Yes, Blake Belladonna, the character we always complained didn’t have enough focus in the show, has MORE INSTANCES OF CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT than the other significant main character, Jaune, who gets criticized for taking up “too much” of the show’s runtime.

In conclusion: Jaune is a main character. Treat him like one, and suddenly complaining that he gets too much screentime just… disappears. It’s a weak argument if you KNOW WHAT CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IS.

Sorry for all the caps. I’m just really, really tired.

BTS REACTION: Their S/O Sucks Their Bottom Lip While You Two Kiss

namjoon’s reaction got me like huehuehuehonhonhon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)



Originally posted by kimmariojin

K I M S E O K J I N :

He’d probably move his head back, his face contorting to a double chin as he looks at you with wide eyes. You’d then look at him too, your face heating up because you don’t know if he’s just surprised or if he didn’t like it.

“Wah,” He’d then whisper, “I didn’t know you could do that!”

Originally posted by baebsaes

M I N Y O O N G I :

A couple seconds after you sucked on his bottom lip, he would stop the kiss, put his forehead against yours, and ask in a breathy tone, “Did you just…?”

You’d smile, quite proud of yourself for doing it because you’ve made him flustered & out of breath. He’d then smile too, and then resume kissing you.

Originally posted by hoseoh

J U N G H O S E O K :

He’d try to continue making out with you a little longer, but then he would break out into a fit of laughter. You’d pout and cross your arms as he stepped back from you. 

“I’m sorry,” He’d then chuckle, “I just wasn’t expecting that.”

Then he’d come back forward, cup your cheeks with both of his hands, and kiss you again.

Originally posted by bts-jimin16

K I M N A M J O O N :

He’d tilt his head down afterwards, his forehead against yours and he’s biting his lip. He’d then smile, his teeth still on his bottom lip and he’d shake his head a little before looking up at you through his eyelashes,

“Well…” He’d raise his eyebrows. “That’s one way to get me hard.” 

Originally posted by totallyyehet

P A R K J I M I N :

After you had sucked on his bottom lip, you would feel him stop kissing you for a moment before resuming with a smile on his face.

Soon afterwards, when you two had finished your make-out session, he would give you one more kiss on the lips, making sure to suck on your bottom lip too before parting again.

Originally posted by my-fjo

K I M T A E H Y U N G :

“Oh my god!” He’d smile, pulling back but holding you by the hips. “Teach me how to do that!” 

You’d roll your eyes at him before leaning forward to engage another kiss, where you would do it again.

Originally posted by missbaptan

J E O N J U N G K O O K :

He’d try to hold in the butterflies in his stomach from you sucking on his bottom lip, but it wouldn’t be long until he would pull back, his hand would cover his face to block you from seeing his tinted cheeks. He’d avoid eye contact, and you would stare at him in confusion. Then he’d look back at you.

“Sorry,” He’d say in a small voice, “I just… I really liked that.” 


the new concept for bts’s comeback this september got me shook 

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anonymous asked:

Top ten times viktor and yuuri were couple goals

Okay but what about 10 times Viktor and Yuuri were THE power couple

Top Ten Times Yuuri and Viktor Were Couple Goals/A Power Couple:

10) They became the most adorable yet competitive couple at competitions ever. They would teasingly trash talk each other to each other but still be screaming and cheering when the other was skating and giving good luck/congratulatory kisses

9) Viktor loves to co-ordinate their outfits when they’re going to official events as each other’s dates. They always look amazing together and everyone is always jealous

8) On top of their list of skating achievements, they both do a lot of charity work. Viktor partly owns a rescuer centre for abandoned dogs and Yuuri works closely with and supports a company that trains therapy dogs

7) Every time they’re out on a date in public, people always see them being unfairly adorable, usually skating around a public ice rink holding hands or playfully dunking each other in the water at the beach or gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes in a restaurant. No matter what they’re doing they always look incredibly in love

6) They co-founded a charity to support young skaters who need financial aid to help them get started. The bursaries their organisation awards supports a lot of younger skaters until they can start supporting themselves

5) Viktor’s instagram is filled with cute workout videos and pictures of the two of them, from him giving Yuuri kisses every time Yuuri sits up doing crunches to Yuuri doing full body push-ups while Viktor sits on his back and looks part impressed and part turned on

4) Even after they both retired they became a coaching power couple and coached a lot of future gold medalists. Younger skaters were ready to commit murder to get to study under them both

3) The Stammi Vicino pairskate was one of their first big moments of being #couplegoals which was the hashtag used a lot on twitter of the pictures of them doing it

2) Viktor once posted a picture of their combined trophy cabinet which held every medal they had ever won between them and it was…very large

1) Every time they stood on the podium together they were basically the ultimate skating power couple

My Fake Boyfriend Epilogue

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1645

Warnings:, A lot of fluffy.

@drinkfantasy thank you so much for being my beta. You are the best. And thank you @amrita31199 .

You look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your makeup. You can’t believe that this day is finally here, today is the day that you would become Mrs. Barnes. After a year of dating and a six-month engagement, this day is finally here.

“Don’t you look precious?”. Your grandmother remarks , turning around you smile at her , drying the tears on her face. “Please, don’t cry, if you start crying I will start crying too… again and this would be the third time today.” She smiles at you, you can see the pride in her eyes. “Are you nervous? Marriage is a big deal, I wanted to run away on my second marriage.” She says taking a sip of her glass of champagne.

“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life, I love Bucky and I trust him with my life.” You calmly respond and it is true, you don’t doubt Bucky’s love for you. Other things might scare you but never your love for Bucky.

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Kitten’s Little Flame

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight angst, hybrid!au, BTS hybrid au, cat hybrid au, dragon hybrid au

Word count: 2.16K

Summary: You (cat hybrid) have transferred to a new elementary school because your parents have moved towns. You start your new kindergarten class and meet other hybrids, but one special one catches your eye, Yoongi, the dragon hybrid. How will you manage this new environment?

A/N: This is my first time writing something, and I wanted to test it out. I thought it was such a cute idea to pair contrasting hybrids. I want this to be an intro to how these two meet, but I don’t know if I should continue this to when they are in University. I’m not a great writer, you’ve been warned! Thank you for taking your time out though! :) Forgive me for my grammatical mistakes.

The wool fabric of your grey coat was itchy and stuffy, but for what seemed to your mom to be the thousandth time she tells you to stop fussing. Your arms slump to your sides as you come to terms with your mom putting you in a plain, red, A-line dress with your matte black Mary-Jane’s. She insisted that you dress up for your first day of school, despite being a five-year-old who just wants to run around the jungle gym. Well not really considering you were a cat hybrid, you’d rather lay in the sun in comfort and nap. The school year starts in Fall, but with the recent move your parents made, you’re entering a new school in the Winter. Your grey ears twitch when your mom attempts to fix your hair one last time before everyone gets in the car. Your dad comes down the stairs stuffing his white button up into his slacks and kisses your mom on the cheek before taking a look at you. He smiles and his eyes are filled with adoration, but all you do is pout at him. He smiles knowing at you but ruffles your hair, messing up what your mom just spent the last five minutes on. He crouches down and comes eye level with you, “Pumpkin, you’re going to love it there! Mom and I already visited the class and your teacher is so nice, so don’t be afraid to ask her anything.” You nod at your dad feeling a bit more reassured and wrap your arms around his neck to squeeze him with bear hug. He hugs you back with a tight grip and mumbles in your ear how he loves you to pieces and you giggle and repeat back that you love him too. Your mom checks her watch, “alright guys, its time to go. Papa and I got to get to work love, let’s go.” You file out of the house and your mom and dad share one last moment and part with you going with your mom, so she can drop you off at your new school. Your dad gives you two thumbs up before he slides into his car and heads off to work. Your parents work in two different office buildings, but one-day hope to open up their own business. Your parents were always workaholics and they meet later in life. They found out that they couldn’t have kids of their own, but wanted children so much. They loved each other and always wanted a child, so they went to the shelter to adopt a little one. You were just a newborn kitten at the time, and when your mom walked into the ward she fell in love with you instantly. Your dad only lagged behind a second after looking over your moms shoulder to meet you. Your mother turned to the nurse and the rest is history. Since that day, the three of you have been inseparable and they love you as if you were their own biological child. 

Your mom buckles you into your car seat in the backseat and turns on some music to make the ride a mini-karaoke session. Your parents are huge fans of music, so you grew up listening to anything and everything you can imagine. Although you can’t keep up your mom yet when she spits rhymes, you admire her passion and try to copy but just end up muttering gibberish. She looks at you after and you both giggle.

It doesn’t take long for you to reach the new elementary school; the suburb you moved into was fairly close to the school district. This school was special since it catered to hybrid children, but still allowed the hybrids to attend school with human students. The hallway to the kindergarten classes are full of yapping, excited puppies, kittens, reptiles, and even some rare looking hybrids. You grip your mom’s hand a little tighter when you see all the commotion, but she reassures you there’s nothing to worry about. Being a cat hybrid, you were an independent creature and it’s been instinctual to figure out how to manage on your own almost from the get-go. The ears on your head flicked as you heard your mother call out to you, “Sweetie, please go and make some friends I know that it’s a bit hard at first, but everyone takes a little warming up to.” You can see that there are little groups of other cat hybrids already together, and you feel like you may not be able to mix in. You look up to your mother who is nodding and sending her warm smile to bend down to hug you tight. She whispers in your ear “I know you will get them tiger”, and her warm breath causes you to giggle and nod. She releases you to stand next to your classmates. Other hybrids wait in the hallway, a few dogs, cats, a bunny hybrid, a sheep, fox, snake, and even what seems to be a dragon. All parents seemed to be doing the same thing to the other kids, your eyes caught with a few other kids who looked nervous, but you turned away before you kept contact too long.

The teacher greeted the parents with a good morning and gave a small speech before having the parents separate from the kids. A dog hybrid started whining as soon as his mother pulled away and gave her last hug before parting. The bunny hybrid was trying to act tough, but I could see tears welding in the corner or of his eye. The teacher cued all the students in a line to enter the classroom. You stood behind the dragon hybrid, you could tell since his black horns stuck out from his temples and he had a scaly tail whipping carelessly behind him. His black hair covered most of his face in a bowl cut but he wasn’t much taller than you. He gave you stand-off vibes, but it didn’t seem threatening. Despite you also being a predator, you still were from the domestic line of felines, so you weren’t as inclined for dominance as some other predators. All other students waved to their parents as we walked into the classroom and with students already being established they went to their designated seats. The teacher called you over to her in front of the classroom. The chattering died down and the teacher called to everyone “If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands”. A response ensued following with a few out of rhythm, but attention was now fully centered on you and the teacher. “We have a new student who decided to join us, and I would like you to meet Y/N.” A light chatter began, and you looked around the room and met a few faces looking at you with curiosity and some wagging tails. Although, the dragon shrugged and looked out the window, clearly uninterested with the newest addition. He seemed aloof but he still keeps a side eye watch with what was going on. The teacher tapped you on the shoulder and urged you to introduce yourself. You look to the students, and back at the teacher, and with hands now fiddling with a button on your wool coat and tail swinging rapidly behind you you turn to audience to choke out “Hi, I’m Y/N.” There were scattered hello’s and waves, to which you smiled because it was a step towards acceptance. The teacher pointed to an empty spot next to the window and you pitter-pattered your way over to your new seat.

I sat next to the window in the middle right row of the three rows of five desk each. At home I enjoy looking out the window and the sunlight warming my skin. I purred slightly when the filtered light soaks into my skin, making me sleepy but a voice breaks me out of my thoughts.

“Hi” a fox hybrid, who has brown hair and boxy smile questions you, you offer a polite smile and he introduces himself as Taehyung. His orange with white tip ears flick in happiness as you offer your name back. A dog hybrid sits in front of you and immediately turns around and greets Taehyung, which you eventually find out have been friends for as long as they can remember. Their mothers were close friends so naturally their kids would always be together. Taehyung grabs your arm to bring your attention back to him and introduces you to the dog hybrid. His name is Hoseok and a happy-go-lucky golden retriever. Eventually all the students settle down into their seats. You look around once more to get familiar with all the faces in the classroom and notice that the girl cat hybrids are already giggling with themselves and you feel like it’s going to be hard getting in their little circle. Your eyes cross with the dragon boy once again who sits in the back twos rows behind. He’s looking out the window with his chin propped into his hands as he stares out into the distance. You notice that his eyes are brown but with hints of gold that glint when the light hits the accents in his iris just right. You pull yourself away from him before he turns to look at you so you’re not caught staring like an idiot. Taehyung and Hoseok are chatting away about what their mom packed them only for Taehyung to one up Hoseok saying his mom packed him cookies.

The teacher, who we now were introduced to as Mrs. Smith, gathers the attention of everyone once again by chanting and waiting for the clap response. She has such a happy smile that she can make anyone feel comfortable, you instantly like her, but you’re still not sure about everyone in the class yet. She continues with attendance and goes through the lesson plan of the day.

Nap time rolls around noon and you plant yourself in a bay window of the classroom on the bench that sits in front of the window. You pull yourself up closer to the window to take in the sunlight and indulge into your favorite hobby with grace and purr yourself into slumber. You don’t know when it happened but the dragon boy plants himself at the other end of the bench with the same thoughts in mind. He enjoys the sunlight and finds it instantly relaxes him. You wake up half an hour later to find his tail tickling your feet that is now almost touching his as you’ve both extended and fully molded into the bench together. You don’t want to move because you don’t want to wake a sleeping dragon. Little puffs of smoke leave his nose every now and then, but the tickling his tail is doing to your feet has you giggling. The giggling has him stirring and you try cupping a hand over your mouth to stifle the laughing. He ends up prying one eye open because all the noise and grunts. You look at him in surprise with your hand over your mouth still as you see his eye has turned completely gold. He looks down to see his tail wrapped around your foot and immediately retracts it with an apology. You sit up and stretch to crack all the kinks out from sleeping on a bench. You tell the boy that it’s no big deal and he looks at you before you break the silence again by asking “What’s your name?”

               He looks around for a second and then answers you as he closes his eyes again, “Yoongi.” A smile graces your face as you finally get to hear him speak you respond with your name. He doesn’t stir anymore, but you can see he’s gone back to sleep. You close your eyes and lean your head on the ledge of the window and intake a big breath of air. Despite your first day being a set of whole new experiences and making some friends because the hyper ones (Taehyung and Hoseok) are pulling you into their friendship circle whether you like it or not. Finally getting Yoongi to talk to you too would have to be the highlight of your day though. You didn’t want to admit it but you felt comfort and drawn to him from the moment you saw him in the hallway.

Without you noticing, the dragon boy has opening his eyes again to watch you. You looked beautiful as the sunlight glowed on your skin and highlighted your long eyelashes. Your grey ears flickered and tail swung lazily back and forth in happiness. With your happiness, he felt content and smiled shortly before going back into dream land

Not long after the nap, class was resumed and before you knew it the day was already over. You really started warming up to your new companions. You couldn’t wait to show up the two puppies tomorrow with some baked goodies. All the parents are outside the classroom and wait for their kid to exit the class. Your buddies wave you a goobye and all three of you wave so hard your arms seem like they’re going to fling off. As your mom drags you out of the classroom with your backpack in her other hand, you take a glance back. You look for that one kid, the one who has that gold tinge in his eye, to meet those exact eyes looking at you. You both just stare at each other as your mom keeps pulling away asking how your day went, but you swear you catch his lips twitching into a smile. You smile back and wave to him. Little did you expect that this small encounter would blossom into a full-on friendship, best friendship, you couldn’t picture your life without Yoongi. He was your rock and provided solace when you needed it.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (M), Part 5 (M)

Domestic Klance Moments, Family Edition

[Part Two]

  • Keith and Lance are arguing after their dinner date about who has to drive home from the restaurant. Lance looks away for a minute. “Babe, look.” Keith says. Lance turns around to see Keith down a bottle of wine that was on the table.
  • While the kids are out, they take the opportunity to play their ultimate playlist on one of their phones and dance like embarrassing grandpas in their living room until one of them starts laughing.
  • They give each other back rubs after a long day.
  • They would make awesome dads (with little to none questionable irresponsibilities lol).
    • Lance: You gave our hyper 5 year old Sprite?!
    • Keith: There’s no caffeine in it!
  • Disneyland with Keith, Lance, and their kids.
    • Can you imagine….how cute they be….the whole family….riding in the spinning teacups.
    • Cheesy disney family photos where the whole family is wearing mickey ears and they’re posing with a mascot.
    • Their kids are wearing costumes of their favorite disney character.
  • The first time they had a baby, they couldn’t stop feeling anxious about leaving them for a minute. They were clingy.
    • Lance: Maybe I should check up on them one more time…
    • Allura: Lance, we just walked out the door.
    • Keith: Oh my god, I forgot to give Lance’s mom (baby)’s favorite toy.
    • Hunk: Keith, we’re only gonna be gone for half an hour.
  • Their babies would calm down easily with their singing. Sometimes they’ll sing in English, sometimes in Spanish, sometimes in Korean.
  • They just…become so soft when they’re around their babies.
    • Lance tickling his baby’s tummy with his nose. 
    • Keith playing peek-a-boo. 
    • That one airplane game where they lie on their backs, hold their baby’s hands, and lift them up with their legs. 
    • Keith passed out with their baby also passed out on his chest, Lance taking photos.
  • When they have little arguments and Keith is being difficult or stubborn, like refusing to go take a shower or something, Lance just picks him up. Just lifts him up, grabs him by the waist, drapes him vertically over his shoulder, like a sack, like a parent taking their child to their time out spot. The first time Lance did this, Keith was so pleasantly impressed with his strength that he forgot he was upset. After many times however, Keith just has a resigned annoyed face.
    • Keith: Stop manhandling me.
    • Lance: Hah! You love it, don’t lie.
    • He does. He loves it a lot.
    • Consider, Keith pinching his butt when he carries him like that again.
  • You know those parents who give their new born baby a new born pet? Yeah, that’s them.
    • Lance, holding a camcorder, crying: Keith, I can’t take this, our baby is snuggling the puppy, I’m really gonna die.
    • Keith: Don’t you dare fucking die, you’re going to capture every second of this cute moment, so help me god.
  • I think these two would be sentimental enough to capture one another doing mundane things, one second of everyday, every year into a little video project, which shows what loving saps they are for the other.
    • Moments like: Keith looking at the sunset out the balcony. Keith sleeping in bed, the light hitting his face. Keith with a cup of coffee in his hands, laughing. Keith reading and petting a cat. Keith walking and carrying shopping bags. Keith putting seat belts on his kids. Keith chasing his kids in the backyard.
    • Moments like: Lance sitting on a surfboard, laughing. Lance building sandcastles with his kids. Lance baking. Lance singing in the shower. Lance walking the dog. Lance wiping his kid’s nose. Lance washing the dishes.
  • Their kids have nightmares sometimes so Lance and Keith let them sleep on their bed, no matter how old they are.
  • On Christmas mornings, their kids would jump on their bed to wake them up. They’re probably bruised.
    • They do the whole leaving milk and cookies for Santa (which Lance and Keith share together).
      • Their kid: Why are there two empty glasses here?
      • Lance: Uhh….Santa was probably really thirsty.
    • Their kids are tearing apart the gift wrapping like animals, but Keith and Lance are drinking coffee together and watching them fondly.
  • Game night is intense in this family, you got the most competitive couple and the kids who were raised by these two.
    • Wii sports resort competitions. They probably hurt the other on accident with a Wii remote once or twice.
  • Lance and Keith always record their kids’ performing recitals.
    • Lance: You’re doing amazing sweetie!
  • They’re actually pretty chill in PTA meetings (or at least, Lance is), but if you criticize their kids, they’re definitely going to be savage lol.
    • Keith: The only shit I smell is the platter that looks like an animal died in it, that you call casserole, Sandra.
PREGNANT MC x RFA + Mtrio (read more!)

RFA and minor trio just doing normal things with their pregnant lover. 

(btw feel free to request mystic messenger scene. I’ll probably write/draw them) 

Purintarts <3


Watch movies with you which usually ends with you crying (even when it’s not sad. blame the preggy hormones). At the same time he will be shedding a tear or two without you knowing as he calms you down. Sometimes you end up sleeping on him so he has to carry you to bed (he decides to put a TV in the bedroom when it happens to often).

They are a watching this part btw.


N-now? Umm.. errr j-j-just give me a moment!

The tables has been turned. He ain’t the one releasing his beast first during those 9 months. Nu-uh.


Shopping for baby clothes, the baby room and oh god. Imagine the baby room gais just imagine! Do I need to say more?? EVERYTHING IS SO ORGANIZED WITH JAEHEE!

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95. Ivar Ragnarsson

Originally posted by blood-and-passion

95. “Come on, you can do it. Just one more.”

Author’s note: Soo.. yep. These requests are definitely still in my drafts and I will finish them all one day. Scouts honor!

Xoxo- Cherry

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Shawn is so mind blowing, literally. (smut)

It’s a bit too early for a Christmas blurb but I blame my mom for already playing, enthusiastically, Christmas music at home. This one takes a drastic turn so I hope you enjoy the ride because “Y/N” surely did. This is also a result of the way those pictures of Shawn wearing that white button-up affect my mind, I had to share. I really hope you like it! All the love xx

You smiled and gave Manny a small ‘thank you’ as he handed you another glass of wine.

“This one is really good, my parents brought it. They used to drink a similar one back in their hometown.” Manny started to explain as you took a good look at your glass. “I don’t remember what it was called.” He let out a chuckle and you giggled.

It was a week before Christmas and you were at the Mende’s residence rotting from drunkenness with Shawn’s father. Shawn’s parents were having a Christmas party for family and friends and they were more than happy to invite you and have you over, before you had to go home to spend Christmas with your parents.

You had lost your boyfriend somewhere around the house for over an hour ago. You had met three of his aunts whenever you walked around the house to try and find him, but you always ended up chatting with them a little longer than you were expecting and forgot, momentarily, that you were looking for him, due to how tipsy you were. You had been sitting at the stool bar with his father for about half an hour now, tasting all the different kinds of wine the guests had brought, baptizing all the bottles, as he would say. You had tried to leave the stool bar for a couple of times, whenever you caught Manny talking to a friend, but you had no idea of how to stand by yourself, at some point in the middle of the night, let alone walk.

Manny raised his glass and you mirrored him before clicking the glasses and turn it all down again. He tasted it with one sip and started nodding, approving it, while you were mid-glass away. You stopped, afraid he would notice the way you were letting it slide down your throat, and put down the glass, smiling at him.

“It’s really good.” He nodded and you did too, agreeing, although you were clueless.

To be honest, you couldn’t taste a fucking thing anymore. Your tongue was numb from all the wine you had. Your cheeks felt hot and you were sure they were intensively flushed by that moment. Manny’s cheeks were already flushed and he, sometimes stumbled in his words himself, but you were oblivious with all the drink running in your blood.

Manny was an amazing father. You enjoyed his company and listening to him talk about Shawn, non-stop, and hear about how proud he was of him and that he found a girl like you to guide him and get his head straight, since he thought you were so mature and down to earth. You loved talking to him. You thought he was a very smart man and he always thought you something, every time you came around to visit Shawn’s family.

“Mama knows best.” He smiled proudly, raising his glass and drinking a bit more of his wine. You smiled and looked down at your glass, still finding it very tasty.

“Yeah, she’s really sweet.” You slurred and then looked up at him to smile.

He leaned over the bar counter and smiled at you.

“You speak Portuguese?” He smiled, excitedly, probably thinking you had spoken to her some time during the party.

“No, but she are so sweet!” You emphasized, in between laughs. And you were so drunk!

Manny let out a loud laugh and leaned back, placing his hand over yours.

“You’re something special.” He smiled. “Welcome to the family, Y/N.” He smiled and looked around, taking his glass to his mouth again, finishing his fifth round, you thought, losing count of how many drinks you two had had already. “Hmm!” he mumbled against his glass, taking his hand away from yours and pointing out to the living room entrance. “Shawn!” He called out.

You looked over your shoulder to see your boyfriend making his way towards the bar. He was wearing a white button-up shirt, trodden in his pants, sleeves halfway up his arms. His hair was slightly pushed back and he was wearing the most beautiful smile. You were almost drooling over your drink, because by that moment you were seeing double. And double was trouble. He got closer and you felt his arm slide around your waist as he walked around behind you, to stand on next to you and giving Manny a smile.

“I’ll leave you two now, I’ve got to share this one with the guests.” Manny slurred, taking the bottle with him. “Can’t keep them all.” He gave you a wink and then smiled at Shawn before walking out of the bar.

You looked up at Shawn to see his wide eyes, lips parted, letting out a chuckle as he watched his father stumble, outlining the couches to serve his friends some wine.

“I’ve been looking for you everyw…” He started, but the sentence faded in his lips and you watched his tongue twirl, attentively. “Is my dad drunk?” He asked, pointing at him when Manny lost his balance for a second as he sat down with his friends.

He turned his gaze down at you, resting his hand over the bar counter. You looked up at him innocently, and shrugged, turning your attention back to your drink and finishing it quickly. Shawn watched you attentively, his eyes wide as he looked you.

You turned to him, about to answer when he spoke.

“My aunt said you taught her how to dance Tango.” He raised a brow at you, watching you attentively as if he was trying to figure you out and catch you screwing up at any time.

“Oh yeah!” You exclaimed an uncrossed your legs quickly, your skirt going a little up while you almost jumped out of the stool to show Shawn some moves, obviously losing your balance, extending your arms to reach out for Shawn, but he was already holding you.

“Are you drunk?!” He questioned you, stupefied.

You looked up at him and gave him a lazy smile as you leaned in, trying to keep your balance, although you were not feeling your legs at all.

“You’re not?” You asked him, your eyes wide.

“Y/N?! At my parents Christmas party?!” Shawn looked a little angry about it, although he was, deep down, enjoying having you stumble over him.

You’re not?” You repeated in disbelief.

“Oh my goodness!” He exclaimed, his brows rose in surprise although he was laughing, watching you.

You held his biceps tighter, and closer, trying to stand still, which was impossible.

“Did…” Shawn tried to talk but he was laughing way too hard by now.

Your gaze was locked in his lips, trying to read them since you had lost your senses a bit.

“Did my dad get you drunk?” He asked in between chuckles.

You tried to read his lips but you were struggling so you just giggled and nodded. Shawn was amused with your giggles, until you let out a loud burp. You covered your mouth quickly, your eyes wide. He looked around the room to see if anyone had heard you but they were all entertained with Manny’s speech about the Portuguese look alike wine. Shawn looked at you again.

“‘m so sorry.” You slurred in a whisper, getting closer to him.

Your hand was now on his waist, holding his shirt, almost ripping it due to the pressure you were putting on it, not to let yourself fall. Shawn wrinkled his nose a little as he looked at you, letting out a giggle after. He leaned in, placing one of his hands on your waist, holding you closer to him, trying to keep it casual. He pressed his forehead against the side of your head, lips close to your ear.

“Baby, you stink.” He whispered, mentioning your alcohol breath.

You giggled against the crook of his neck, covering your mouth with your free hand as he reached out to hold your wrist down, pulling you closer to him and removing your hand from your mouth. You let out another burp now followed by a lazy giggle. You felt Shawn’s chest tremble, not noticing you were resting your forehead against it until he let out a laugh.

He pushed your waist back to get a good look at you and check if you were pale, or if your eyes were closing or any signal that he should take you out of there right now.

“Should I take you anywhere near a toilet?” He asked, smiling at you as you nodded.

“No.” You smiled, letting out another small burp, looking down a little.

You felt your stomach turn but you didn’t feel the need to throw up, yet.

“Are you sure? I really don’t want you doing it all over my shirt.” He smiled as you leaned into his chest again, pressing your forehead hard against his tense muscles.

Shawn was leaning against the wall right by that moment, from how hard he was trying to hold you. You took your hands up to his chest and started playing with the buttons of his shirt.

“Yeah, I don’t want that either.” You smiled, looking up at him, your eyes almost closed.

He smiled down at you, taking his free hand to place a strand of your hair behind your ear, the other hand still holding your waist.

“You don’t?” He started to speak quietly, eyes gazing up and down your body. You nodded as an answer. “Why’s that?” He asked and you smiled, biting your lip as you stared at his chest through his button-up.

“You look rather hot in it.” You were whispering by now and Shawn let out a quiet giggle as he watched your eyes darken while you took a good look at him.

“Yeah?” He asked you quietly, moving his hand from your hair up to your neck, pulling your face a little closer to him. You kept biting your lip. “You look hotter in that skirt.” He smiled and you let out a small gasp, closing your eyes as you leaned in, taking one of your hands down his torso to rest it in his waist, giving it a small grip. Shawn’s smile grew until you took the other hand, letting it slide down his torso as well, only to let it ‘fall’ innocently further.

“Y/N.” He warned you, his eyes wide now. You let out a quiet giggle, biting your lip after, eyes locked in his.

You watched his features change. He looked around worriedly, trying to see if anyone had their eyes on you.

“Y/N, not here.” He whispered, looking back at you. His eyes were wider, in concern. “My family’s here.” He stated.

He was being serious, and so were you, just not about the same thing. You were at a point in your intoxication that made you think with a different kind of ‘head’. You wetted your lips and moved closer to him; Shawn’s eyes were traveling between you and the living room area, non-stop. Your hand stopped at the waistband of his pants, holding his belt close to you.

“What’s wrong baby? Scared mommy will find out you don’t treat your guests as she told you to?” You pouted teasingly. Shawn gave you a nervous chuckle at the mention of his mother in that moment, praying she wouldn’t show up in the living room in that precise second.

“Yes… so please calm down now.” He tried to cut you off, pushing you a little away whenever you tried to get closer.

You let out a chuckle and looked back around the room. You nodded and looked back at Shawn, giving him a sly smile. “I’m a guest too.” You shrugged, giving him an innocent look.

He smiled and looked down, blushing. He couldn’t believe you were doing that to him in that moment, but there was something about your drunk and vulnerable state that was leaving him curious and very hungry. You gave him a lazy wink, stumbling to your side as you tried to adjust yourself closer to him.

Shawn’s hands held your waist firmly, pulling you closer and unraveling away from the wall. His smile grew as he watched your sweet features turn into a cheesy one.

“What do you mean?” He asked, teasingly, getting in it with you.

“Aren’t you supposed to treat me right?” You asked innocently.

He leaned down, lips close to your ear. You let your head fall against his chest again as you held his biceps, feeling him tense with every word he used to answer you in that moment.

“I can make you cum in a minute.” He whispered.

You shivered, not only with his words, but with the way they kissed your earlobe, where he let his tongue slide slightly, after firing back his answer.

You bit your lip fighting yourself, pressing your fingers harder on his muscles. You tilted your head up, leaning your forehead against his cheek, lips close to his, already, heated ear.

“You’re on Mendes.” You dared him and he let out a chuckle.

He leaned back and looked at you. You raised him a brow and he nodded as he licked his lips at you.

You were already feeling the need to have his touch in your middle but you felt like you couldn’t give it away, although Shawn knew what he was doing. He got it from previous experiences with you that, whenever you were in a more vulnerable state, in what came to drinking, he could take you to the clouds faster than he did any other time. It was pure body science. At least you thought. You had no control on your senses with the alcohol you had consumed by that moment, let alone your thoughts. If it was any other type of situation, you would never let him win but you needed him the moment you saw him getting inside that living room, and he was feeding you into it.

You were now holding his hand tightly, both of your palms sweating as you passed through some of his relatives. You smiled at them, clueless, as Shawn gestured them while he explained quickly that you were not feeling quite well, excusing himself from every house partition you both passed by.

He let go of your hand once you reached the bottom of the stairs, and placed it on your waist instead. He pulled you closer and opened the bathroom door next to the guest bedroom. He pulled you inside after turning the lights on and closed it behind you, getting closer to you, until you were with your back against the door. You were smiling up at him and then let out a giggle. You loved to see him this demanding over you, especially in that moment, since you were seeing double. Through your eyes, the room was blurry, but Shawn, oh Shawn, was the only one you could see clearly.

He held your waist and pushed you slowly against the door, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours softly, his curls tickling your forehead as he looked down at your body. He got his waist closer to yours as he held you down in place, letting his hands caress your sides as he went further down on your body, reaching the end of your skirt and then lifting it. You felt his cold fingertips through your tights while he let them slide back up and then reaching out for your bum, caressing it slowly under your skirt. You bit your lip, looking down at the way he was teasing you.

“So…” He mumbled, eyes going back up to meet yours, slightly moving his forehead away from yours and then leaning in to let his lips touch your cheek, moving his head slowly to the side. You felt his fingers reach the waistband of your tights, sliding inside them. You breathed out, feeling his cool touch directly on your skin. “I heard you wanted to gamble.” He whispered, lips slightly touching your ear.

You closed your eyes, feeling his breath on your ear and then on your neck as he moved closer to it until he pressed his lips against your skin, leaving small and soft pecks on it.

“No games baby.” You breathed.

His cold hands went further down as he started to push your tights down from your bum only with his index fingers. His fingers rubbed against your bum as he slid them down and then outlined your legs until he had the back of his hands against your trembling thighs, still pushing your tights down, sloly.

“A bit shaky, are we?” He teased, breathing against your neck.

He let go of your tights harshly, making them hit your skin harder than normal. You jumped a little, eyes still close. You chuckled quietly and moved your hands up to wrap them around his neck, pushing him further in your own neck as he started to kiss your skin.

His warm tongue tasted the cold skin of your neck as he licked it only to close is mouth after, slightly sucking on your skin. He leaned back and blew softly on the wet spot and started to kiss lower, to your collar bone, feeling his hands following his moves as he got lower on you, taking your tights in-between his fingers again, starting to pull them down.

You didn’t even answer him. There was no way you could deny how submissive you felt towards him right now. You were feeling dizzy and your heated cheeks were making your head spin. You felt weak and Shawn’s cool touch contradistinguished with the heat wave he was sending inside you. You shut your eyes tightly and then opened them, looking down at him.

Shawn was already on his knees before you. You felt your head spin so you leaned it back on the door, taking one of your hands to his shoulders to keep him right there, where you wanted him, and the other up to his curls, tightening the grip on his shoulder as you slowly opened your legs a little. Shawn looked up at you as he positioned himself. He let go of your tights, already down on your ankles. He helped you part your legs, both of his hands holding your ankles firmly. He took one of his hands up to take yours away from his shoulder and placing it against the keyhole to cover it.

“Right there, baby.” He said quietly, pressing your palm against it.

You nodded and hummed something he couldn’t understand. You still had your eyes closed. You bit your lip as you felt his other hand slide up your leg, feeling him move his head, under your hand, closer to your middle.

“So..” He started, both hands now playing with the ends of your panties. “How much time can you keep yourself quiet?” He got closer to you. You could feel his hot breath against your clit area as he spoke against it now, nose rubbing on your panties.

He opened his mouth and kissed you over your panties. You parted your lips and opened your eyes only to face your reflection in the mirror. You looked amazing with him going down on you. It turned you even more on to watch him in that position. You could see his back muscles tense, almost ripping out the white, rather transparent now, button-up shirt.

You moved your hand around his curls, feeling his hot breath on you, leaning your hips against him. He had his hands on both of your thighs and as soon as you tried to lean in against his mouth, he looked up at you, pushing your thighs strongly against the door.

You parted your lips, letting out a giggle. You loved it.

So…” he started again, eyes looking up at you as you stared back at him through the mirror although he couldn’t see you. “You promise you’ll be quiet?” He whispered and you let out a chuckle.

“I’ll try…” You teased, tightening your grip on his hair, keeping your other hand pressed up against the keyhole.

Shawn kept playing his teasing game while he let his fingers slide up your thighs, wiggling them back and forth against your panties. You could only get wetter with that.

“We both know it won’t take more than a minute.” He whispered and let out a quiet giggle, looking up at you to see you tense every time he caressed you through your panties. Your mind was spinning that you almost believed you were already feeling his tongue on you.

“I never understood why your mother called you a believer, but now…” You let out an ironic chuckle, teasing him back.

Shawn loved when you teased him like that. It’s like you were pushing him to his limits to prove you wrong. He loved that you challenged him, not only in intimate ways, but in every other way. He loved that, although you knew how to be serious when it was needed, you always had this teasing side of you.

He slid one finger under your panties instantly feeling it skitter easy due to how wet he had got you by then.

“Watch it, hun.” He smiled, looking up at you. “Your body reaction doesn’t seem to match those pretty words of yours.” He said quietly.

“Try me.” You challenged him again. He smirked and slowly got your panties down, letting them fall over your tights, just above your ankles.

“Oh I will.” You heard him.

Shawn leaned in, planting small kisses over your clit and moving his hands up your legs, caressing them. You gasped once you felt his warm tongue slid under you. You could already tell you would actually cum in seconds. You could feel the alcohol rush through your veins as he sucked your clit. You massaged his head along with the tilting movement he was making, throwing it back to reach further on you. His nose was rubbing your clit in that moment as his tongue made small and slow circle moves around your core, and then further right on your entrance.

You felt Shawn’s arms tangle around your legs, trying to make you sit on his forearms. You let yourself slide down against the door as he placed his hands against it, letting you sit on his arms. He held you, not letting you fall, although you would due to your weakness.

You closed your eyes, letting go of his hair, extending your arm to the side, holding yourself on the doorframe not to fall. You rolled your head around, feeling him pressing his tongue harder against your warmth, as it got wetter and wetter. You felt one of his arms move, and  you forced your foot on the floor to keep your balance as he slid one finger from your butt cheek to your core. He played with your sensitive skin, moving his tongue back to your clit where he licked it in a steady pace. You felt one of his fingers glissade inside you, followed quickly by another one, making you gasp.

“Hmm.” You hummed, feeling Shawn’s arm tense underneath your other leg, holding you up. You knew you had to be quiet but he was pushing you. He knew how to force you and make you reach your ultimate weak point.

You were feeling yourself getting warmer, not only down where he was, but anywhere around your body. Shawn started pumping his fingers gently inside you, up and down. You leant against his tongue as he started sucking on your clit, moving his head back to reach further on you with his tongue, sucking again. He covered his teeth with his upper lip, keeping the pressure on your clit as he reached out for your slit with his long tongue. You were on the edge right now. You felt yourself getting dizzy and your legs tremble. He repeated again, and again, pulling his fingers out and sliding them through your front, working his tongue against his own fingers on you.

“Excuse me?” There was a knock on the door. Your heart was pounding like crazy. You were feeling weak and Shawn didn’t stop. What a fucking balky little shit. “Is there anyone in here.” They tried to move the doorknob.

You couldn’t think straight anymore. You were out of breath and you wanted to scream. Your breathing increased and you felt like your heart could burst. The alcohol wasn’t helping and you felt your stomach twist whenever Shawn rolled his tongue on you again.

“I’m..” You stuttered. You felt like you were about to faint with the rush of all the emotions you were feeling. “I’m cum…”  Shawn almost bit you, but not hurting you, only to give you a little warn. “…coming!” You felt like you were warning both Shawn and the guy on the other side of the door.

You let out a whimper, shutting your eyes harder, letting go of your arm, arching your back away from the door as you trembled, forcing your legs to close, although he had his arm in-between, not letting you close them. Your hand went back to his hair, your fingers running through it, pulling him closer, pressing his nose against your clit. You moved your hips against him and he opened his mouth widely, sucking on you harder, and longer as you started to let yourself fall over him.

He tried to keep his balance and took his hand from your core to your legs, holding you a bit longer over him, as he reached out for your entrance with his warm tongue, letting you cum undone and easy over his soft lips as he closed them one last time for a last kiss.

You stumbled clumsily over him but he held you down until you sat down over the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. Shawn got his foot on the ground, still resting the other knee on the floor as he held one of your legs, still tangled in his arm, his other hand on your back, holding you so that you wouldn’t hit your head anywhere.

He smiled at you, licking his lips. You leaned against the wall, letting your legs fall. He looked at you and let out a quiet chuckle. You were about to speak but he hushed you.

“Shh..” He whispered, standing up slowly and quietly, afraid the person on the other side of the door would hear you and notice there were two people inside, especially Shawn, who everyone in that house knew who he was.

Shawn leaned against the sink and drank some water and then washed his mouth a little. He closed the water and leaned down to look at you.

You were pale as fuck. You looked weak and he was proud of himself for proving you wrong one more time and watching you feel so good under his touch, until he noticed how much you were sweating.

“Are you okay?” He whispered, getting on his knees again, leaning in closer to you to help you sit straight. You tried to move and open your eyes but you couldn’t do it. You were too tipsy and the bathroom was a sauna. You looked at Shawn for a few seconds, closing your eyes after. He reached out for you as you leaned in and tried to hold him.

He held you as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Baby, are you okay?” He asked. He was concerned now. “Are you going to be sick?” He asked, trying to get you to sit straight but you only leant against him.

He couldn’t care less if you threw up all over him but your body was starting to get heavy.

“‘m gonna pass out..” You tried to warn, stumbling on your own words. You tried to hold him.

His eyes were wide in concern. His heart was pounding.

“What the fuck’s taking so long.” He heard the guy knocking on the other side of the door, growing impatient. He looked at the door, frowning.

“My girlfriend’s feeling sick.” He almost shouted, irritated. His gaze went right back at you once your voice sounded.

“Shawn.” You breathed, letting out a weak chuckle when you felt him lifting your shirt to ease the warmth of your body. He started to blow on your sweaty stomach, crossing his arm around your back and pulling you close to him but it didn’t take you longer until you fainted in his arms.

“Y/N?” He called for you. You weren’t completely out. You still heard him and you could still hold him slightly, but you were out of strength. He held you and let you calm down a little. “I’m so going to fuck you up with this one.” He let out a chuckle but you didn’t even had strength in you to laugh. Dickhead.


Kiss Me

Pairing: Jensen x Reader 

Word Count: 1.1k (with lyrics)

Warnings: So much fluffy ass fluff

A/N: @ellen-reincarnated1967 requested the following: ARIE!!! Reader surprising Jensen at a con by singing acoustically to the song they first danced to… If you wanna

Well, I wanna. Took me a hot second to figure out what would be the song that they first danced to, but then it came to me. Hope you enjoy this as much as I did. Happy Fluff Day!

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